Light (Wesley Stromberg FanFic)

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Bailey's POV~

Dinner was great. Drew and Keaton were cool and so were their girlfriends. I was excited about meeting them because I was nervous about not being able to make any friends when I moved here, but now I don't have to worry about that.

The car ride home was like any other car ride, just full of conversation about our lives. Finally, we got to my apartment and I hopped out of the car.

"I had a really good time, thanks for coming Bailey," Wesley said, as he showed his cute smile.

"Thanks for inviting me," I said. "I had a really great time too."

He smiled again.

"Do you wanna come inside?" I blurted out. Shit, why did I ask that? I've never had a boy with me alone in an empty house. What was I supposed to do? I looked back at him to catch his reaction and he just nodded. He parked his car in my driveway and we headed up to my apartment.

I went straight to the kitchen as Wesley followed me. I offered him something to drink and he shook his head.

"You're loss," I told him with a smirk.

He just laughed and followed me to the couch where we both sat down. He sat down pretty close to me, but it was okay.

"So what does your room look like?" he asked, breaking the silence.

My stomach tightened. Should I show him my room? I've never had a boy in my room before. It seemed weird to me. But all I could say was, "I'll show you."

I started going upstairs as Wesley followed. We entered my room and sat down in my bed.

"Here it is, not much," I said.

"Lots of boxes," he added, laughing.

"Yeah, it's gonna take me forever to unpack all of them."

"I'll stay and help you, if you want," he asked.

"Sure, that'd be great," I said, my face lighting up.

He immediately started unpacking boxes and asking where things should go. I started to do the same.

Finally, everything was unpacked and I laid down on my bed. I let out a big sigh. Wesley came over to me and laid down next to me to where we were gazing into each others eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I'm tired, that was a lot of work," I responded.

"Bailey, have you ever had a boyfriend?" he asked. His question shocked me and made me lose my breath.

I just shook my head. He leaned in close, "Have you ever kissed anyone?"

That question made me even more nervous. I didn't want to lie, so I just shook my head again. He leaned in closer to the point where I could feel his warm breath on my lips. He tucked my hair behind my ear and slowly leaned in to put his lips on mine.

I felt a sudden rush and didn't want him to stop. But, he slowly broke away from the kiss and he met my eyes with his. I leaned back into him and began kissing him harder. He responded by smiling and turning over so he was leaning over me. I didn't want this to stop. But I could already see to where it was headed. I wasn't sure if I wanted to go that far though.

I forgot about all of those thoughts when Wesley started kissing my neck. I let out a slight moan and started pulling his soft cotton tshirt up towards his head. He got the signal and broke away from the kiss to remove his shirt.

He started doing the same to my shirt as I did to his and I started to take it off.

"Wait," he said, breaking away from the kiss. He still was leaned over mr, breathing heavily, gazing into my eyes.

"I don't wanna do this to you..." he said.